Queen of the Dragons [rhaenyra targaryen x fem oc]

Pentos

It was still late into the night when Maekora suited up to ride Maxis to Daemon's home in Pentos. She wrapped her scabbard and tied it around her waist, placing Truefyre steadily at her hip.

Maekora stands near an open window overlooking the city. Her Queensguard, Ser Richard and Ser Wyatt, stand at attention nearby. Maxis waits outside, ready for flight.

Maekora points her fingers at her guards and ushers them close. Her voice suddenly turns to that of authority, "Prince Daemon Targaryen has summoned me to Pentos with claims of urgency. But we must remain vigilant. There's much at stake."

Ser Richard and Ser Wyatt step closer, their eyes fixed on their queen.

"Your Grace, should we be wary of a possible trap?" Ser Wyatt asks as he fixes the sword sitting at his hip.

"Indeed, Ser. We shall proceed with caution. This man is certainly not to be trusted. He could be in front of the damned king and murder me right then and there."

Ser Wyatt speaks up once again, "What are your orders, Your Grace?"

"We shall prepare for the worst while hoping for the best. I want you to call our little friend to find out about Prince Daemon's relations and his alliances. I want to know who he has been talking to and possibly prevent an ambush."

Ser Richard nods, ready to carry out his queen's command.

He knew just who to call.

"Consider it done, Your Grace," Ser Richard confirms.

Mae turns back to Ser Wyatt, "Ser, ensure your weapons are sharpened. We must be prepared for any confrontation that may arise."

Ser Wyatt stands taller and places his hand on the hilt of his sword, "As you command, my Queen. Our blades will be ready, sharp as ever."

Mae suddenly feels a little nervous. She did not know why Prince Daemon had summoned her to his home in Pentos. The thought of it being an ambush or possibly something worse plagued her mind.

She clips on her black cloak, bearing her house sigil. The emerald dragon now painted over with black. Mae sighed as she walked over to Maxis, who lay awaiting her rider.

She held on the reins as she climbed up and settled on the saddle, comfortably. Followed by Ser Richard and Ser Wyatt who sat behind her. As they all held on to each other, Mae gave the command to fly and they took to the skies.

Prince Maegor remained in King's Landing by order of Maekora, to protect her children and watch over them as she tended to the problem that was Prince Daemon.

Ser Wyatt sat in the back, praying and muttering to himself as they flew over the Narrow Sea and into the clouds of the dark skies.

Ser Richard sat in awe of the sights as they passed small islands and the whipping of the wind invaded his ears.

Maekora sat in the front holding on the reins as she relaxed, pondering on what may happen next.

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Queen Maekora walked the halls of Prince Daemon Targaryen's home in Pentos. The faces around her reflected a mixture of terror and awe as they caught sight of Maxis just outside the doors. She was slighty longer than Vhagar who had made her lair not too far from them.

The resemblance to the Targaryens was unmistakable, despite Maekora's lineage belonging to House Maltheon, an ancient dragon-riding family of Old Valyria.

Finally, her eyes locked with Prince Daemon's, who wore a smirk of disbelief and stood in the middle of a large room.

Daemon smirks, "My Queen. I must say, your presence here is unexpected. But seeing you, I can understand why they say you command the strength of dragons."